This is sending me to the loony bin. The story of my life. Fuck things have turned weird. Really twisted, and they're just not meant to change this dramatically. Biggest change, yet no change. Paradoxical. Gayness. i was in a weird happy, no, more glad mood, and it's suddenly gone. i'm the happy sad, smile sweetly now. *Some people want diamond rings, some just want everything, but everything means nothing, if i aint got you..* As the year goes on, there's nothing to report. i'm down South, and it pains me to not know the truth about people any more. They've vanished from (what feels like) my only grasp, and now they're slipping. i need all the help i can get, and noone wants to help me. It's up to myself. i lack drugs, smoko breaks, and alccy. i lack a lot. Meh. This is what she put me in for.